First, swivelling the tinted glass door to step inside, it blinded me – then I realised it wasn’t that my eyesight was hampered, but it was reconstituted to change the way I see.
Where colours of the spectrum isolated, filtered into their rawest hues only to smear, paint-like, all over the cavern within – yet unlike paint, the columns of stained light shifted and slided against the directional course of the sun.
Where, or how I’d unrealistically and romantically imagine, it’d look like stepping into the centre of a rainbow.
Which makes glancing the Palais de Congrès on the outside akin to peering into a rainbow afar, as I’d done when I first noticed the building upon my first visit to Montreal two years ago; I never brought myself inside then, just as I’ve always wondered what lied within.
And when I did enter through the portal, I wondered why the Palais was one of the most beautiful structures I’ve ever seen – because it is one of the most vibrant, and it implored me to witness it in its own perspective of vibrance.
Behind the lens
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A high aperture setting (f/22) and slow shutter speed (1/15 sec) should cut it. Which is where, having endured its weight and hauling it on my month-long journey, the tripod came into handy.
In this case, attempting to achieve a balance between featuring the coloured glass panels and their dyed refractions on the floor – which, frankly, makes a more interesting subject – was the biggest challenge. This particular photograph was the result of much trial-and-error positioning and framing.
Which, and I hope you’d agree with me, really pays off!